Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

"pee pee——"

Hearing Ron's scream, Hagrid immediately opened his eyes and quickly told them to shut up.

"So cool, Hagrid, how did you get this dragon egg?"Ron asked Hagrid with a surprised tone.

You must know that after his brother Charlie graduated from Hogwarts, he went to Romania to study dragons.

Every fire dragon is a very dangerous magical creature. At the same time, they The materials on the body are also very precious.

Therefore, the price of a fire dragon egg circulating on the black market is very expensive.

"You - forget it, come in and talk."

Hagrid glanced at Ron depressedly. He didn't understand how he recognized this boy. Finally, he had no choice but to let a few people in.

Hagrid's hut was small and dirty, about the size of a patterned head. The dragon egg is placed in the middle of the table

"You can't tell anyone else about this, especially Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Hagrid warned the young wizards with a serious face.

If people knew that he was raising fire dragons in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, even Principal Dumbledore might not be able to save him.

At some point, he would have no choice but to live in exile. On the streets.

Thinking of this, Hagrid quickly shook his head. This was too terrifying.

"Don't worry, Hagrid, we are very strict!"

Harry and Ron nodded quickly and agreed.

Hermione and Lorn, who were curiously studying the dragon eggs, also nodded.

"Don't worry, only a few of us know about this."

After hearing the replies from several young wizards, Hagrid was obviously relieved.

He took out a plate of biscuits from the stove and put it on the table.

"I just made a batch of rock pancakes. Do you want some?"

Rock pie?

This is the first time several people have heard of this food after being at Hogwarts for so long.

"so hard!"

Harry and Ron just took a hard bite, and they felt that their teeth were almost broken.

Even Hermione took a bite and failed to bite it off.

She couldn't help but wrinkle her beautiful little face. nose

"The taste is just average..."

Lorne bit off a large piece in one go, making a crunching sound in his mouth, and even gave a comment.

With teeth as hard as a brontosaurus, he could probably crush even steel. Not to mention rock biscuits

"Really? I think it tastes pretty good."

Hagrid has an impression of Lorne because he is a little wizard who calls him senior and helps him, so he has a lot of affection.

"Want some butterbeer... Oh, I forgot you're all freshmen."

Hagrid had just taken out a bottle of beer when he suddenly remembered that several of them were not in third grade, so he quickly changed his mind.

"By the way, Hagrid, do you know the three-headed dog kept on the third floor?"

Handling the rock cake that couldn't be chewed to Fang, who was wagging his tail next to him, Harry finally revealed the purpose of this time.

"How do you know about that three-headed dog! Hagrid was stunned and looked at Harry with wide eyes.

"There is no magic stone hidden there, so don't take any chances!"

Lorne and Hermione raised their heads after hearing the alchemy stone and looked at Hagrid who had already covered his mouth.

"Did I...did I let something slip?"

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"Nico Flamel?"

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere..."

Harry couldn't help but mutter to himself as he walked back on the path.

As soon as they said something, Hagrid explained everything in one go. According to Gerard, the magic stone belonged to Nicolas Flamel.

And Nicolas Flamel relied on that magic stone to refine the elixir of life.

"Nico Flamel seems to be a good friend of Principal Dumbledore."

Hermione, who was walking behind, whispered to Lorne.

The two of them would go to the restricted book section when they had free time, and Hermione happened to have read the biography of Nico Flamel.

"But why put the Philosopher's Stone in the basement and let the three-headed dog guard it?"

She doesn't understand

"Do you remember Professor Quirrell we saw that night?"

Lorne thought for a while and said.

He is very interested in the elixir of immortality of the Sorcerer's Stone.

Nico Flamel, who can refine this kind of magic potion and the Sorcerer's Stone, is also a legendary figure.

"You mean, Professor Quirrell wants to get the Philosopher's Stone?"Hermione remembered

"Maybe a senior wants it?"

Lorne muttered.

If I remember correctly, Voldemort needed the power of the Philosopher's Stone to regain his body.

Looking at Harry who was still thinking hard in front of him, Hermione told him that he might as well go to the forbidden book area to look for it..Then the two of them separated at the fork in the road.

He promised Hermione yesterday that he would go on a date today. As for the magic history class in the afternoon, he could just skip class.

Anyway, he brought enough to Slytherin.

On the edge of the Black Lake.

Lorne was lying on the lawn, looking at Hermione who was studying with Hagrid's manuscript and was speechless.

I skipped class to go on a date with you, but you are here reading the manuscript?

"Hagrid's manuscript contains too detailed records of magical creatures!"

Although the writing in this manuscript was a bit ugly, it was still readable.

As soon as Hermione turned around, she saw Lorne looking at her with half-squinted eyes.

Only then did she remember that the two of them were here for a date.

"Are you angry?"

The girl asked with raised corners of her mouth.

"It’s—well."

Before Lorne finished speaking, he saw Hermione approaching him directly, her brown curly hair crossing his cheek, feeling itchy. With a light tap, they parted instantly.

"Can you come again?"

Lorne touched his lips and chuckled in an inflated manner.

"Just think about it!"

Hermione's beautiful brown eyes were filled with smiles.

The ripples of the lake were rippling, and owls flew across the blue sky to deliver messages in the distance. The date time always passed very quickly, waiting for the two of them to hold hands. After walking around the Black Lake again and again, the curtain has replaced the setting sun.

"See you tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow - what do you want to do?"

When they were parting on the stairs, Hermione suddenly took a step back and looked warily at Lorne, who was approaching.

"think!"

Lorne took a step forward, and Hermione didn't step back this time.

Their foreheads touched, and the scent of jasmine from the curly hair lingered on the tip of his nose.

After about two or three minutes, Hermione ran away with a blushing face. She watched as she fled. Lorne laughed at the back view.

The paintings hanging high on the wall also looked at this side curiously, and gave their blessings one after another.

(The previous"morning magic history class" has been changed to afternoon, and it was typed yesterday. too fast!)